Your turn.”“Okay,” I said, as I rolled her onto her back, still firmly implanted in her pussy, but still only about halfway. “Are you ready fo... all of me?”“What do you mean?” I gave her my full length. “Ooh!” she winced, as I hit her cervix. “Maybe not that much?”I started a slow, methodical pumping, holding back as much as I could. But it must have shown on my face, and it couldn’t have been very satisfying for her because she stopped me after a couple of minutes.“Don’t hold. ” “Han.”Thaudi niche ungali rakh kar meine us ka chahera uthaya. Us ki aankhen abhi band thi. Hoth kaamp rahe the. Itane najuk hoth meine kabhi dekhe nahin the. Vaise hi meine mere hoth us ke hothon se chipaka liye. Pahale to kuchh hua nahin lekin do paanch second men us ke hoth hile aur muze itana mitha laga ki mein tut pada. Mere hothon se us ke hoth pakad kar mein chusane laga. Vo jara chhat patayi. Meine us ka sar pakad rakkha tha is liye chhut na saki. Meine meri jibh se us ke hoth tatole. He was. Completely. She turned to the left, ever so slowly. Her jeans pulled tight across her ample ass, and now her left breast came into his view again. Swaying, bouncing in time to her strokes. She worked farther towards the left. Now he could see both breasts past her rocking rear end. ‘You know, you had a good idea,’ she said. Henry, not quite drooling, made no reply. ‘It is more comfortable without clothes.’ Lynn stood up, faced him, and shimmied out of her jeans. Her panties came with. Unki tau aankhein band thi nd wo bas moan kre jaa rahi thi aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ammyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy meri jaan nd mere baalon pe apne hath pher phir m dhire dhire niche aakr unke pet ko chumne laga phir unki naval pe aaya nd unki sadi nikal dee puri …..Phir maine unka ek hath apne lund pe rakha jise wo underwear ke uper se hee sehlane lag gai mujhe bhot maja aa raha thathen maine unka peticoat bhi nikal diya nd m unki gori nd musal jaangho pe chumne chatne laga gaya unki panty.